I know that Uncle Quan is deliberately irritating me, trying to inspire my strongest fighting power; but there is no need to be irritated, when I think of the fairy sister who is going to be melted into the so-called boundary by flesh and blood in that place called the Sinful Abyss, I
He was so angry that he turned all his potential into combat power!
I stared at Uncle Quan and used my hand skills to blast away!
Uncle Quan's expression remained calm, but just when my hand was about to fall on him, I saw him finally move.
Almost in an instant, I saw Uncle Quan make a trick in the lightning and flint. The speed was far beyond my imagination!
The pupils of my eyes shrank, and I suddenly realized that the technique that Uncle Quan had made was actually the same technique as mine, the Eight Buddhas Heavenly Mandate; but I soon felt relieved, the last three of the nine killing techniques were originally
Uncle Quan got it first and then gave it to me. It’s not surprising that he can learn it...
He said it slowly at the moment, but at the moment he said it quickly. In an instant, the two hand gestures collided with each other. Uncle Quan narrowed his old eyes slightly, revealing a fierce aura!
The next second, Uncle Quan spoke.
"The speed is fast enough, the strength is enough, everything is perfect, but it's a pity..."
"What's a pity?" I said angrily.
"It's a pity that I can't see the real murderous intention in your eighth killing style."
After Uncle Quan finished speaking, I saw that he suddenly became murderous. Even his old eyes were filled with murderous intent.
At this moment, I felt as if I was in a daze. I felt that the old man in front of me was completely different from the old cremator at the crematorium!!
Uncle Quan's murderous intention was strong, and the ray of blood in his eyes was reflected in my eyes!
And I was instantly immersed in Uncle Quan's eyes. There was murderous intent in his eyes, making people look like they were falling into an abyss!
Soon, I just felt dazed for a while, and then, countless familiar scenes appeared in front of me.
On Qishan Mountain, in order to save me, Han Yun was willing to use his own body to block a fatal blow for me. In the end, his beauty was gone. I watched helplessly, but there was nothing I could do...
On the mountainside of Duantianya Mountain, Yunyue went out alone in order to lure the Drought Demon into the Sky-Mending Formation, but was instantly pierced by the Drought Demon's fangs in the neck. Blood gushed out like a spring. Yun Yue's eyes gradually dimmed and became lifeless. I
Standing outside the formation and watching all this, my heart suddenly became angry...
In another scene, I saw the figures of my parents appearing in front of me. My mother was hobbling in a small house while my father looked on with a smile. Behind them, a black figure flashed out with an expression on his face.
Without making any waves, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his old eyes, and a long bow suddenly appeared in his hand. He took up the long bow without any hesitation. The long arrow on the bow was ready to shoot, and it shot through in an instant.
Seeing his father and Mu Qing in front of him, Xiaoshe fell to the ground in panic, lying on his mother's body and crying helplessly...
As I watched the scene in front of me, the anger in my heart gradually grew to the extreme, until finally, the anger turned into a strong murderous intention!
Killing intent instantly filled my body and mind, and my eyes quickly became cold, cold enough to make anyone tremble with fear just by looking at them...
Uncle Quan raised his head and looked at me, with a smile finally forming on his lips.
He whispered: "That's it, this is the real killing intent..."
Uncle Quan is laughing, but I am angry!
Murderous intent arose in my eyes, and I once again formed the "Eight Buddhas Heavenly Mandate" hand gesture. The movement was slow but irreversible!
Uncle Quan looked at me and made a trick too, with the same murderous intent!
"Come on, brat, let me see your murderous aura!!" Uncle Quan shouted.
I didn't respond. At this moment, my eyes turned completely blood red. I knew that only blood could extinguish the murderous intention in my heart!
I jumped up, and the "Eight Buddhas Heavenly Mandate" hand technique was as strong as a sculpture in my hand and as strong as a rock!
I know that this blow is my strongest blow, and Uncle Quan has been waiting for it for a long time.
The two hand tactics clashed together in the spotlight, but what surprised people was that when the two murderous hand tactics actually touched, they were not as violent as the unexpected sparks hitting the earth. Some were just
One-sided; one of the techniques suddenly lost all murderous intent when it was about to attack the opponent, and directly turned into another completely unfamiliar technique, and then allowed the oncoming attack to kill...
Until this moment, I finally realized it!
I watched helplessly as my hand skills were so powerful that they hit Uncle Quan's chest!
Uncle Quan smiled again, but this time, my eyes were red...
I looked at the old man in front of me who had a gash on his chest from the 'Eight Buddhas Heavenly Oracle', and then blood started to flow, and his face gradually lost any vitality, and my heart twitched violently!
I suddenly shouted at the top of my lungs.
"Why, why do you want to withdraw suddenly?"
"Why did you stop me and then die in this way?"
I shook my head, puzzled.
Uncle Quan squeezed out a sad smile on his old face and said: "I stopped you because I am a senior disciple of the Xitian Sect. I died here because I was still the old corpse cremator in the crematorium..."
"Damn it, old bastard, don't be so stubborn, will you die??"
"You brat, I have so many good qualities but you can't imitate them, but your ability to curse people is better than your own?"
Uncle Quan raised his hand and showed the unfamiliar and profound technique in front of me.
My mind was dazed for a moment, but soon my heart was shaken violently!
Because the technique that Uncle Quan raised is the ninth killing technique that I have never been able to understand before - Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong...
The beginning of the name of the Ninth Style of Killing is like its power, which directly crosses from nine to ten thousand. However, it is also because of its terrifying strength that I have never been able to understand his technique.
But at this time, Uncle Quan showed this technique in front of me.
Obviously, Uncle Quan was not only good at the eighth killing move, but he also understood the last move... It's just that he deliberately held back his hand and let me kill him on purpose.
Uncle Quan was dying, and his old face showed some rare relief. He said: "My life was originally given by the three Ming Kings. Today, I will return this life to them..."
I cursed: "Old antique, old fool!"
"You brat, this mountain is called Tianjin Mountain. The Broken Sky Cliff is at the other end of the highest peak on the mountain. Go ahead and don't keep your fairy sister waiting..." Uncle Quan spat out these words with difficulty, and then his breath began to flow.
He became depressed, and after a while, he was already on the verge of death.
I saw it in my eyes and felt very anxious.
I called Deng Youde and asked him to see Uncle Quan's injuries.
But Deng Youde rushed over and after seeing Uncle Quan's condition, he sighed helplessly, then shook his head at me and said that Uncle Quan's heart was broken and he could not be saved...
"Can't he be saved? Aren't you a descendant of medical skills? Are the dead made of bones and the living made of human flesh? How could it not be saved?" I yelled.
"That's for ordinary people, but for experts like you, even if there are ten of me, I may not be able to save a life...Old man Quan's heart was shattered. Even if the Great Luo Immortal comes, he can't save it."
I pushed Deng Youde away and stared at Uncle Quan with a red face.
"You old antique, old fool, are you dead now? Are you dead..."
At the end of the sentence, I found that tears welled up in my eyes, which had been dry for a long time.
I'm laughing, I'm angry, I'm shouting like crazy, but this time old man Quan can only lie on the ground and watch me quietly, instead of holding a cigarette and hitting my head with his hands like before...
Two or three minutes later, Uncle Quan closed his eyes, and the last words he muttered were: "Bad boy, this technique is half of Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong's technique. Use your heart to understand the other half of the technique..."
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After Uncle Quan finished speaking, his body suddenly lost any trace of life, and the aura of death instantly covered his whole body.
And soon, I saw that Uncle Quan's old face gradually became shriveled, and even his gray and black hair quickly turned gray, and then, his body seemed to have become an old corpse...
I looked at Uncle Quan's body, and the last sentence of Old Antique was swallowed by myself without even swearing. I watched helplessly, and after being stunned for a few seconds, I suddenly felt the ground beneath my feet shaking violently, as if the sky was falling apart.
!
Everyone was shocked, and soon, I saw a big drum of soil and stones rolling down from the top of the mountain. The black side had the potential to swallow up the sky and cover the earth!
Zhuge Wenwu's expression changed greatly and he said: "The mountains are shaking and the earth is shaking, and the world is changing suddenly. It's not good. This is a sign that the two realms of Buddhism and humanity are about to be opened up!"
As soon as Zhuge Wenwu's words rang out, I saw truly tragic cries coming from the top of the mountain. Countless old, young, women and children were driven wildly by the evil monks of the Xitian Sect, and then pushed down the cliff one by one...
"They are preparing to pave the road with corpses!" Zhuge Wenwu said.
I raised my eyebrows and looked at Uncle Quan's body, which was already covered by rocks and soil, and felt extremely disappointed.
Immediately, I gritted my teeth and said: "All the disciples of Maoshan listened to the order and used the beasts in front to clear the way to block the boulders and soil. The rest of the people and monsters followed closely behind and went up the mountain to rescue people!!"
"Yes, Master!"
Hua Qingcheng also said loudly: "The wild beast comes forward to clear the way, hurry!"
Xueluo, who was not far away, glanced at me and followed suit: "Listen, all the Luo clan members, release all the machine puppets, block the huge rocks on the mountain to open a road, and cover the Maoshan disciples to go up the mountain to rescue people..."
The disciples and the monsters agreed with a bang, and when many Maoshan disciples saw the innocent old, young, women and children on the top of the mountain being pushed down the cliff as helplessly as lambs, they all became extremely angry and immediately rushed to the top of the mountain regardless of their own safety.
go!
I didn't hesitate and quickly patted the black gold dragon on my shoulder!
As a dragon roar sounded, I only had time to call out Hua Qingcheng Daniel and Butcher Drunkard, and then quickly flew to the top of the mountain!
The black gold dragon arrived at the top of Tianjin Mountain in a blink of an eye. There, countless old, young, women and children were pushed down the cliff by the numb-looking evil monks of the Western Heaven Sect. While crying loudly, some frail old women rose up to resist, but
Soon he was killed on the spot by the evil monk of the Xitian Sect, and his body was thrown down the cliff...
The black gold dragon pounced directly on the group of evil monks of the Xitian Sect. The bull roared and jumped down first, then raised the giant ax in his hand and chopped the nearest evil monks to pieces.
I shouted to Hua Qingcheng and the others: "You save people first. After saving people, if I haven't come back yet, help me find Uncle Quan's bones and send them back to the crematorium."
Hua Qingcheng's beautiful eyes fluttered, and she showed a bit of stubbornness and said: "I can help you find the bones of old man Quan, but you have to take them back to the crematorium yourself..."